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Above the churning, gray-misted Sea of Suffering, three auras intertwined like venomous snakes.
True Monarch Tong Xuan's Sword Spirit tore through the dead space. The White-haired True Daoist's chilling Divine Thought sealed off any escape. And in the depths of the distant White Bone Island, two crimson, blood-moon-like pupils of a Qiu Long had fully opened. The dragon's might, mixed with the glacial Dao Rhyme of the Taiyin Dao Fruit, crushed the entire Sea of Blood, causing spiderweb cracks to appear across its surface.
"Xu Yunfan, getting distracted at a time like this? Are you in a hurry to die?"
True Monarch Tong Xuan sneered. The nine Profound Ice Sword Spirits before him hummed and trembled, their Star-Pivot Sword Intent slicing through the surrounding Death Qi, which shrieked as it dissipated.
